Monday, January 24, 2011

No, I'm not talking about Mr. Snoots, although I still consider him pretty hawt in my opinion. However, I'm talking about my hot glue gun. I just love all the wondrous things I can make and repair with hot glue. Honestly, the person who thought up hot glue guns with glue sticks was a freaking genius. I wish it had been me.

Now, as much as I love to use the hot glue gun, it does come with its challenges. Right now, I'm sitting here typing this with my left hand alone and my right hand in a Bloody Mary ice water (well, all the fingers anyway).

Last week I started on a new craft project... A wreath made of coffee filters and as odd as it sounds, it is turning out to be quite lovely. Unfortunately, my poor digits (Digital Phalanges) aren't faring so well. If you've ever used a glue gun then you know precisely what I'm talking about. You understand the pain of which I speak. It's that 3 to5 seconds of excruciating pain that you so joyfully get to experience when you get hot glue on any part of your body. It doesn't matter in the least which part of your body comes in contact with said hot glue. It hurts just like it was a hot ice pick going through your finger, right? No matter how desperately you try to get the glue off your fingers, the more it seems to cling to your skin, thus causing nasty burns.

Sooooo... fast forward 4 - 5 hours to when we were going out to dinner with friends. By this point it was really starting to hurt throb so I just kept sticking my forefinger ever so delicately in my ice water as if it were totally socially acceptable. No one was buying that act, which was fine since I didn't give a rat's patootie about what anyone thought anyway. I mean, why else would some woman keep her forefinger immersed in ice water, right?

Unfortunately, I still have about 25 - 30 filters to glue onto the wreath, but I'm (understandably) wary of my kindergarten skills with crafting at this particular juncture. Pain seems to almost always be involved when I get caught up in a craft project of any kind and I'm pretty sure I've had enough pain already.

I wonder if dry ice would work any better on my burn/blister (just kidding really).

Alrighty then. I finally finished the wreath, one of the longest and most painful craft projects I've undertaken in years. However, I hope you'll agree with me that it turned out even better than I'd hoped for. The best part is that I can remove the hearts after Valentine's Day, then add some shamrocks for St. Patty's Day, Easter eggs for Easter, and little flags for July 4th. I think you get the picture.

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